Journeying On

"Therefore let us draw near with confidence to the throne of grace, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need." Hebrews 4:16

I don't think I can say enough how thankful I am for you all and your prayers for our family. We've certainly felt them over these past few weeks.

I know what you're all reading this for, so I won't keep you waiting. Our ultrasound was this morning. Thank goodness for a 9 am appointment. I probably wouldn't have made it through the day if it were any later than that.

As I laid on the ultrasound table and the tech started my ultrasound, I felt an amazing sense of peace (which is what I've been asking you to pray for, right?). She showed us the heart beat right away, which was such a praise. My ultimate fear was no heartbeat. As I watched our baby twist and kick and float across the screen, I thought "It doesn't matter anymore." I was just so happy to see the baby, that I really felt as if I didn't care, but I also just knew that things were ok.

The doctor confirmed that also. She said she didn't see anything in the ultrasound that they saw the first time around. The anatomy looked perfect, and the baby looked healthy. Of course, she also said something along the lines of: "it's impossible to be 100% positive from just an ultrasound", so it looks as if I'll also be doing the blood test, but for now, we're just thankful that this part of our journey is over.

God has taught me some incredible things about trusting Him. This morning before my appointment, I kept reminding myself that if I really trusted in God, I needed to let my anxiety go. Apart from the brief lump in my throat, God allowed me to have a fairly anxious free morning. I know part of that is because Phil was with me,  part was because you all were praying (thank you!), and all of it was God.

One of the things I've been asking for throughout, and God has been granting me, was peace. So I think it no coincidence that this showed up in our ultrasound. It just showed me, not only how much God loves us and our child, but a little of His sense of humor (seriously, I could not help giggling about it later):